Dear Carson,
You seem so different. So changed. Both of us have. Both of us are. When I look back to four months ago, I see how much older we are now. What has changed us? The grief? Shock? Pain? Love? Hate? Separation? Distance?
Something is different. We're no longer the two kids who were bestfriends and closer than ever and always side by side. Always seen being goofy in pictures and attending events with one another. No. It's no longer that. It's like we have hardened ourselves. Like we are colder.
We've learned what life really is about at a young age. We've figured out things and I guess it's left us numb to find out that this is all life has.
I wish I could turn to you and tell you things will be different and things will change again for the better but I can't. I can't fuel false hope when I don't know what the future will bring us. I just don't have a clue.
I'm just so confused and lost and unsure.
How, is this life ?
I can't even remember what it was like anymore. What it was like to have plenty of friends and no worries and happiness.
I can't remember.
And I wish I could.
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Dear Carson
Historia CortaDear Carson, do you ever think about me? Do you ever miss me? When you hear our song, does it make your heart ache? Or does it remind you of us? Or do you still not care? You hurt me. You really did. You still do. I don't thinks you realize the pain...
